One misty, misty morning when cloudy was the weather
I met with an old man a-clothed all in leather
He was clothed all in leather with a cap beneath his chin
Singing how do you do and how do you do
And how do you do again
This rustic was a thresher as on his way he hied
And with a leather bottle fast buckled by his side
He wore no shirt upon his back but wool unto his skin
Singing how do you do and how do you do
And how do you do again
I went a little further and there I met a maid
"A-going a-milking, a-milking, sir", she said
Then I began to compliment and she began to sing
Saying how do you do and how do you do
And how do you do again
This maid, her name was Dolly, clothed in a gown of gray
I being somewhat jolly persuaded her to stay
And straight I fell a-courting her in hopes her love to win
Singing how do you do and how do you do
And how do you do again
I met with an old man a-clothed all in leather
He was clothed all in leather with a cap beneath his chin
Singing how do you do and how do you do
And how do you do again
This rustic was a thresher as on his way he hied
And with a leather bottle fast buckled by his side
He wore no shirt upon his back but wool unto his skin
Singing how do you do and how do you do
And how do you do again
I went a little further and there I met a maid
"A-going a-milking, a-milking, sir", she said
Then I began to compliment and she began to sing
Saying how do you do and how do you do
And how do you do again
This maid, her name was Dolly, clothed in a gown of gray
I being somewhat jolly persuaded her to stay
And straight I fell a-courting her in hopes her love to win
Singing how do you do and how do you do
And how do you do again
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